Rant!

Okay so I normally don't do this. I don't usually say much in matters like the one that I am about to comment on. But this has got to stop. I know this person doesn't read this but I need to scream and well, this is the only place I can do that. So if you don't want to read it I wont be mad... Heck I wouldn't even know it. :) But anyone who has any advice it would be appreciated.


So. My SIL is the laziest damn person in the whole freaking world! No, I'm not really exaggerating.

She's been out of work for months now, because she quit a perfectly good job, because they made her do work. Like * Gasp * answering the phone. Before that job, which she had for 2 months, she was out of work for almost two years because she got fired, for not working, and having a bad attitude. Those are the only two jobs she's ever had.

I wouldn't have any issues with her if she sat there and failed quietly all alone but she's not. She expects her family to hand her things like gas money, car payments, cell phone bills, and tickets to events. Among other things. She's 21 years old for god sake. Not 16 or something. Lately all Hub and I hear from MIL is about her mooching and not caring about it. That she lives scott free and plans to continue to do so. And how its affecting her, she works hard, and is broke, because of SIL.

She thinks she's fooling people when she claims that she goes out everyday looking for work. She doesn't she spends her whole day playing asinine games on F*ace*bo*ok. Then she has the nerve to LIE about it, when its up on there that every 1/2 hour of the day she was playing some game.

Really like I said it wouldn't bother me so much if she didn't keep trying to drag us into it. She keeps saying to other people that she can move in here and take care of Jack and I can go back to work. ( NOT happening ) Then all in the same breath she tells people that we expect to get allot at our baby shower, and that wow our registry is really long.( There is nothing on there that we wouldn't buy ourselves and plan on buying, since we know times are tough. Besides, we don't expect anything from anyone. And its not long at all.) Then she has the nerve to ask us for gas money, for her phony pursuit of a job. She only wants gas so she can go to her cult like church, full of people that tell her its okay to mooch off her family. That "church" is all she has time for. Not helping her mom, or looking for a job, or looking for some classes to take. Nothing but that "church" matters to her. ( Its a, welcome, now drink this Koolaide kind of place. The sort where it doesn't matter if your an axe murderer Monday thru Saturday. As long as you show up on Sunday, and for all the meetings and such.)

She has delusions that she can come live with Hub and I if things go south at her mom's. ( which they quickly are ) HA! At the moment, I'd stop her at the door and tell her there is a shelter around here some where or she can sleep in her car, but she can't stay here. We aren't alone in this she has alienated a good 90% of the family.

She picked a fight with Hub because he told her the grocery store was hiring. Now she's on a war path and I'm pissed! She posted on FB that all my husband does is procrastinate to her. First of all that makes no sense. Second of all, if she meant he procrastinates, that is not true at all. My husband is the guy who goes out and gets it if he wants it and knocks down everything in his way. It's because of that man's hard work that we have a roof over our heads and I am very thankful for it.
It's sad that she has to say hateful things to people because they care about her and want good things for her, and were trying to help her get them.

This is what I want so badly to say to her:
SIT THERE AND FAIL QUIETLY! Or do something to change your situation. Do not whine to people about how awful it is to be you, or how bad it is to be broke. Not when you don't pay your own bills ( by choice. Make no mistake she chooses to not work and create a ass shaped dent in the couch) Also do not compare the fact that I stay home to what your doing. I cook. I clean. I run my house. those are all foreign concepts to her. Also I'm growing a person that very soon I will be taking care of.

I don't get how someone could be okay with leeching on to someone else and not giving anything but grief and attitude back. I get that people need help every once in a while, but that's not the case here. She gets pissed off when things aren't handed to her. I look at her and I look at Hub and I can't see how they are even related. I know it makes him sad because he is so driven and hard working and he has to watch his sister demand the world on a silver tray, and expect to be handed it. I know it bothers him that now that things have stopped going her way, and people aren't so giving towards her, she is lashing out at us, and everyone else. But at the same time expecting things from us. Unrealistic things at that. I wish she would grow up and stop being such a narcissistic sociopath. Most of all I wish she would stop hurting the people around her, or at least care that she is. I'm out of ideas, and right now I don't even want to see her, because my mom taught me that if I didn't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all. Right now I'm all out of nice.

Award! :)

FUN!

Minta tagged me to do this, so I am. Because it's way better than doing the mountain of laundry downstairs!

So, the rules (and there are ALWAYS rules!) : I have to say 10 things about myself then give this award to 10 fellow bloggers. Here we go.
I'll try my best, but I don't think I have 10. :(

10 Things About Me:

1. As I type this My pointer finger is throbbing, because I am a giant klutz and slammed it in the door. ( I do that stuff all the time!)
2. I talk to my dog like he has the ability to talk back.
3. I try to make everyone laugh, even though I'm not that funny.
4. We have 3 broken windows in our house, and I'm pretty sure the landlord isn't going to fix them like he said he would, when we moved in.
5. I just found a lilac bush in my yard and I did a happy dance.
6. The night we put up Jack's crib, Hub found a leak in the roof in his room.
7. I need to go to the store because we have no lunch stuff in the house.
8. I still miss my grandparents everyday. They've both been dead for at least 5 years.
9. I dropped out of art school because I was bored, and the people weirded me out.
10. We are planting a huge garden this year. ( If the seeds grow into plants.)

Ok, so onto the blogs!

Pregnant in NYC

http://wouldmakethree.blogspot.com/

Kelli

And anyone else that is still reading this. :)

Amazing.

This was a big weekend. Jack kicked his Daddy for the very first time. Hub had felt him roll before but this time he put his hand on my belly and WHAP! Jack kicked him. Then Whap! he did it again just so there was no doubt it was him and he meant business. We just laughed, and for the rest of the day all I could think was, Wow! Jack is big enough to kick someone else too.

On Friday night we did our baby registry. It was fun going through and picking out things for our baby. For the first time I felt like I belonged in Ba*bie*s R U*s, and in the baby section in Tar*get. Which is sort of silly, because I've been buying diapers and things like that for a couple of months now. I still have to go back and edit them online since Hub went overboard and scanned every blue thing he could find but its pretty much done.

On Saturday his crib came in. We weren't really expecting it for at least another month, but there it was so we went to pick it up. It is beautiful, even more so then the picture in the catalog. We had to take it out of the box to fit it in our SUV, so when we got it home Hub put it up. I didn't think we would be doing that so soon either, but we did. I was holding one of the sides steady, and I just broke out crying. Hub asked me what was wrong and I told him that I thought we would never get to do that. I honestly thought I would never be a Mom, no matter how badly I wanted it. Now everyday I feel my little baby Jack kick and wiggle and snuggle in there, and I can't believe how lucky I am to be here. I tell him every day that he is my little miracle, and no baby any where in the world has ever been loved or wanted more.

Right now I'm stuck on the couch because my hip and lower back are killing me and it hurts to walk. I think I slept wrong or maybe things are just stretching out. Either way it hurts! So after this I think I'm going to go try and soak in the tub and maybe take some Tylenol. Hope everyone had a good week end.

GD. Or Not GD?

So I had my one hour glucose test today. I was nervous about it. (still am) I was told not to fast so I got up and before I remembered what I was doing today, I ate toast. Yeah... I know. Way to go with the carb loaded breakfast. I got there sat for half an hour got called up to the desk and asked why I was there. I told them and walked back to my seat wondering how on earth they didn't know because I had to make an apointment for this. Then the lab tech came out and I got to drink that sugar junk in the waiting room, while 3 small kids begged their parrents for some too. Then I sat. For what felt like forever. I looked at my phone and realised that I had been sitting there for close to an hour and a half. So my one hour test had quickly become two. The lab girl came back out shortly after that and called me back. She stuck me and fished around twice and only managed to get a small drop of blood. Not even enough to fill the tip of the vial. She consulted about 5 people and they had mixed reactions, my favorite being " Why wont she bleed more?" Like I had anything to do with it. I hope they got enough. But I'm pretty sure I'll have to do it agian, either that or I failed royally. *sigh*

It' a ....

BOY! :)








We had our ultrasound yesterday. Everything looked good, but Jackson is measuring 5 days behind. I'm not to concerned about it as I have no idea when I actually ovulated. The Dr. didn't change my due date though. He's going to do another ultrasound at either 26 or 28 weeks. I also have to go in on Wednesday for a glucose test. I hope I don't have the diabetus. Most everything else in this pregnancy has been pretty smooth sailing.

After my scan I went out for lunch with my MIL. She finally seemed happy about this baby. We talked about getting a rocking chair ( That's what she wants to get for the baby.) She seemed pretty happy. I'm hoping all the weirdness has been because it didn't really feel real to her, now I think since she's seen the baby it will be I hope.

Then I went shopping. I bought Jack a few really cute boy outfits, and I even found me two more tops that were 2 dollars each. I think sometime this weekend we are going to go register because Hub is itching to go pick out something cute for his little guy.

Being half way now is a really cool feeling. I can feel where Jack is in my belly, and he's starting to kick very hard. My belly is getting bigger by the day, and its very hard. I don't know why, but that really surprises me. I've gained about 7 pounds and I think its all in my belly. I can barely see my toes. The ultrasound tech broke out laughing because he kept kicking the ultrasound wand, and for awhile wouldn't stop moving. I want hub to feel a real hard kick, but they happen so fast that by the time he gets his hand on my belly Jack stops. He got to feel him rolling around in there but no kicks yet.

Well I've got to go and get started on my day. I have tons to do. Hope everyone is having a good week.

It's Monday. Time for some procrastination!

So I'm in the middle of cleaning up the mess that the weekend created, and I needed a break.

It was another busy weekend. We fixed up the yard more. There's grass seed now and soon there wont be dirt everywhere! The back yard was one big bald spot. I've been trying to water it with out causing too many mud puddles.

Ive still got loads of laundry to do, I need to clean the kitchen, and I need to mop up all the mud Hub and Buddy tracked in. There's foot prints everywhere. Right now though all I want to do is sit here and feel the baby move. I can't believe that next week we will know if the baby is and Isabella or a Jackson. :) I can't wait.

Well I'd better get moving. I've got lots to do. And I'm hungry... again.

19 weeks.

Okay almost, but I really wanted to write an update. :)

Things we have for baby:

2 boxes of diapers

Some soap and toiletry stuff

a couple of blankets

a sleeper

one onesie

a few toys

An Exersaucer

Crib is ordered and should be here in about 2 months. Here is a pic of the one we ordered. Hub's dad bought it for us. I was very surprised and thankful. ( It came from direct buy, Hub's aunt S has a membership. )



I'm itching to start getting more things but I will wait to get more stuff until after the 19th, when we have our ultrasound and find out if this little person is a boy or a girl.


So far this week I haven't been very hungry, but at the same time I'm starving. I know that sounds weird. Nothing tastes good, NOTHING!! I get full after just a few bites, I think because what I am eating doesn't taste good.

My feet swelled a little bit a couple of times last week. One day Hub and I were working in the yard. I kept having to sit down because I was really hot and I noticed my feet were puffy. Then it did it again on Easter. We went to Hub's Great Uncle's house and ate too much food, and got fussed over because of the baby. It was a nice day.

I'm feeling the baby move more and more. It's not just swishes now, sometimes I feel real kicks. Hub got to feel it a couple of times too, but the baby likes to stop moving when he puts his hand on my belly.

Yesterday morning Buddy jumped up in bed with me and put his head on my belly ( his new favorite pillow) and fell asleep and started snoring. The baby went nuts in there kicking and punching and wiggling all around. Buddy must have felt it because he woke up and looked at me then put his head back very softly. It was pretty cool.
They are bonding.

It's been a hard week but things around here are starting to slowly feel normal again.

Hope everyone had a good Easter.